Him, Her, and the Quidditch Pitch

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Title: Him, Her, and the Quidditch Pitch

Author Name: Batdz Angel (\0/)

Author E-mail: Chelita777@aol.com

Category: Romance

Sub-category: Angst

Keywords: Harry Hermione Quidditch

Rating: PG

Spoilers: Books 1-5

Summary: They met at night because the pitch was always empty except for them and the sound of their breathing…H/Hr.

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or the universe it takes place in. That only exists in J.K. Rowling's mind.

AN: Don't forget the Golden Rule of Fanfiction: Reviews mean that the author writes more fanfics!

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They met at night.

He paused in studying her from afar, his eyes filled with warm affection as he studied the way that her hair curled and went every which way. She was wrapped up in one of her warmest cloaks, the material black and causing her to blend in with the dark night…

He slid his arms around her and whispered, "Hello."

She smiled and whispered back, "Hello…"

They kissed, lips meeting and parting slightly. He cupped her face with his hands and she sighed softly, melting against him as the stars sparkled above them in cheerful harmony…

They met at night because the pitch was always empty except for them and the sound of their breathing…

Neither of them cared about anything at this moment. All they cared was about being close to each other, the barriers gone, and the doors open for their feelings to pore out…

They knew some people suspected but never voiced the opinion because of the third part of their Trio. The young man who had shown that he did in fact care for her as more but had never acted on his feelings…

He had never taken that chance…

She buried her head into his chest and murmured, "I missed you…"

He chuckled. "I'm sorry. I'll sit with you next Quidditch game…"

She smiled and looked up at him with shining chocolate eyes. "Promise?"

"I promise," he smiled back.

"We have to tell him you know," she said as they sat down on the grass. "I am so sick of hiding how I feel about you! I want to be able to hug you when I have a bad day and kiss you good morning…"

"We will," he assured her. "Tonight if you like. We can go back to the castle and tell him."

"Really?" she gasped looking up at him with a gleam in her eyes.

"Really," he confirmed. "Although I'd rather spend my time with you…"

"Oh honestly," she murmured kissing him on the chin. "I love you."

"I love you too…"

They met at night on the pitch because at night they weren't Hermione Granger or Harry Potter. They were only two teenagers in love…

~ FIN ~